Frozen petals
snap
Fall lifelessly
And melt away
Dark eyes
Opaque; bleak
wings transparent
too weak
to lift her
weightless life
only a shadow
in the depths of
this freezing hell
a withered soul
caged
no longer
within her ribs
but trapped
within his closed fists
Author notes
Take how you want...ask if you want me to tell you what it's about. Please don't just say "this" doesn't fit without asking what it means if you don't get what it means...Thank you
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I feel its about abuse
So sad it is that in this day and time our men of this world knows not how to love a woman it brings tears to my eyes .For a woman loved as she should be loved he is her king and nothing will stop her from doing everything she can to see he is as happy a she is
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yes, I wrote this with my mom in mind. she is no longer with these kind of men. but they still hold the sparkle that once use to occupy her soul...sadly
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Thought provoking.
i like this one, it manes me think. im not sure entirely what it means but i wont say it doesnt fit. if i am correct, in the way i interepret it, Violence. if so, it definatly relates to how i feel. id like to know more of whats behind this poem though, if not simply for curiosity. thank you for entering and good luck!!
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Thank you for your comments. This was a poem that I wrote with my mother on my mind. As i was growing up, she was stuck with a man who made her life a living hell. but she couldn't leave...she had no money (hence the line "wings transparent too weak, to lift her weightless life". So yes, it is about violence.
The first stanza, the flower is my mother or a women, each petal representing a part of her soul. frozen and falling then melting away. again, with my mother on my mind, today she a mess. yes, she escaped the hell she was in, but now she drinks all the time...so i do feel like pieces of her vibrant soul have actually melted away. and are still clasped in the fists of her abuser.
That is the gist of what I was writing, but like I said you can take it how you want...thats what poetry is all about.
sorry if about the whole..."don't say 'this' doesn't fit". but i get that a lot and i think that they just don't understand what it means but they never ask. Again thanx for the comment
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wow, it makes even more sence now. lol. im glad you could write a poem for me about the frustration your going through or have gone through, with your mother. i am here for you if you need to talk, ive never been through that personally but im a great listener, and i try to give great advice.
i am actually glad you mentioned that, because i was curiouse... thank you so much!!!
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